I caught a seagull that way once. It looked at me with an expression very much like what is drawn in today’s B.C. (I was in Alaska fishing for King Crab). The gull was kinda jogging (flying) in place and I simply walked up behind it and grabbed).
OK, if your interested… it ended up as crab bait and it was super attractive to the crabs. The pot (trap) was loaded when we returned to empty it. When I remember this I feel sadness, guilt and a kind of perverse pride too. Catching a bird in mid-flight was exciting. My co-workers were excited because they knew it would be good bait… (note: It was 1975, hoping that there is a statute of limitations on my egregious behavior). From now on “catch and release” only but so far the birds are staying far enough away, and safely out of my grasp.
I caught a seagull that way once. It looked at me with an expression very much like what is drawn in today’s B.C. (I was in Alaska fishing for King Crab). The gull was kinda jogging (flying) in place and I simply walked up behind it and grabbed).
OK, if your interested… it ended up as crab bait and it was super attractive to the crabs. The pot (trap) was loaded when we returned to empty it. When I remember this I feel sadness, guilt and a kind of perverse pride too. Catching a bird in mid-flight was exciting. My co-workers were excited because they knew it would be good bait… (note: It was 1975, hoping that there is a statute of limitations on my egregious behavior). From now on “catch and release” only but so far the birds are staying far enough away, and safely out of my grasp.